New Characters

Upcoming Events

With so many knights about due to both the wedding and the tourney, and after recovering from his earlier challenge, Bradwyn returns to the area set up outside the city for personal challenges looking for a new match. As there are a few others about as well for a goal it provides options. Presenting his name one of those overseeing matches draws lots and when the current pairing finishes with an older knight putting down an experienced one the call goes out, "Sir Rowan de Wylye faces Sir Bradwyn de Idmiston!"
Wearing his chainmail, armed with a blunted tourney sword the Idmiston entered the circle of posts, threaded together with loose rope. That is when Rowan's challenge be comes a bit more obvious. Standing at the abnormal height of six feet with an athletic build, Bradwyn is a bit of a giant among men.

Unlike the knights challenging their friends left and right, Rowan had mostly been watching. After his prompt loss in his joust, against an opponent he thought he could easily beat, his pride had to take some time to heal before he went out and dared fate once again. He puts his name in the lots, and inevitably his name gets called. He steps forward, wooden blade in hand, and gives Bradwyn a once over. The corner of his mouth turns downward at the mention of Bradwyn's name, but he keeps his thoughts to himself. For now. "Best two out of three, or… do you have another preference, Sir?"

Bradwyn nods to Rowan and says, "First to three strikes is fine with me." As he doesn't seem to know Rowan, or at least doesn't know him the way Rowan knows his name… Or his family's name one. Readying his sword and shield, he salutes with his sword then waits for the challenge to be signaled to start. His greater height casting a shadow over the ground between them, and perhaps a bit over Rowan's body as well.

The Wylye lord was used to most of his peers being larger than him, sometimes by quite a few inches and pounds. He looks up at Bradwyn with his dispassionate brown eyes and dips his head in a subtle nod. "First to three gets the match," he reaffirms and puts some distance between him and his opponent.

The signal comes, and Rowan leaps at Bradwyn, his blunted sword held high. It comes down quickly in a diagonal slash at the man's right shoulder. He may be a little too eager to prove himself, now!

Bradwyn takes his swing, testing his opponent and seems to be taken by surprise, or perhaps some remaining pain from his last challenge. Whatever the case Rowan delivers a hard blow, and while caught on Bradwyn's shield, knocks the taller knight off-balance and he actually lands on his back with a grunt. Rolling to the side and bouncing back to his feet he offers a respectful nod and says, "Well struck." then moves to strike once more.

"Thank you," the other knight retorts when the other picks himself up. He didn't intend to truly hurt the man, only win! And he was so much bigger than he was… he had little to lose. Bradwyn is quick to retaliate, however, and Rowan fumbles when he attempts to block the incoming blow with his shield. He's skinned, but not bleeding - and more importantly still on his feet. The point, however, went to Bradwyn. "Also well struck. This… ought to be interesting." He lifts the blunted weapon again, his movements now notably more careful, and he attempts a thrust instead.

As Rowan come arounds for another strike, Bradwyn uses his shield to knock the blade away and brings his own blade down very hard into Rowan's body. Whether intentionally trying to hit that hard, or simply underestimating his own strength it is a very hard blow. As Rowan manages to keep his footing he is given another respectful nod. Bradwyn likely knows how challenging it is to take a blow like that and stay on your feet.

It was like a seesaw! Rowan takes the initiative and lands a sound hit to Bradwyn, the impact of the blow mostly muted, but the momentum behind it enough to push him just over the edge and onto his rear again. And that is all that was needed. In anticipation of a counterstrike, Rowan quickly steps back and lifts his shield again, this time offering no retort.

Another trade in blows, and once more Rowan's blade strikes Bradwyn hard enough to topple the giant. Again he seems to take no damage of note, no doubt taken by his shield and armor as he rolls and bounces back to his feet once again. Following Rowan's example Bradwyn too remains silent, and swings once more.

Rowan nimbly evades Bradwyn's swing this time, and whacks him with the flat of the blade as the other knight continues to move forward. It is not hard enough to actually knock him down this time, but the match was won, however anti-climatic it may be. The Wylye turns to face the man fully and extends his hand to Bradwyn. "You fought well. Gave me a challenge. Thank you, Sir Bradwyn."

Bradwyn overcompensates, leaving himself open to another attack, while he does pivot to bring his shield to block the strike, it nevertheless is a hit, giving Rowan a victory of three to won, the challenge is over. With the match over Bradwyn turns and accepts the offer arm, clasping it in good-sportsmanship and says, "Well fought." before moving to step over the loose rope suspended over several posts to mark the area for personal challenges outside the city walls.